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You've been warned about looking towards the north end of the store. Moreso from this aisle. But you can't resist one look. And from where you're standing, you can see the Housewares department.

Unfortunately, the Housewares department can also see you. A bit of eye contact is all they need to recognize you as a former employee from the Groceries department, and thus, their mortal foe. With your trusty price gun at home and in disrepair after you left your job at the supermarket, you are unarmed and unable to defend yourself from the onslaught of price stickers that follows.

The phone booth, now covered in stickers marking it $5.95, sells quickly.

*** You have been price stickered to death ***

But wait...

You feel a tremendous wrench – the hand of God coming down to wipe clean the temporal chalkboard. The world dissolves, and then quickly floods back into existence, restoring its state as it was before you made your move.

But somehow, things aren't set up exactly the same as last time....

Pick Up the Phone Booth and Aisle/looknorth

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Late Thursday night. You've had a hard day and the last thing you need is this: shopping. Luckily, the place is pretty empty and you're progressing rapidly.

On to the next aisle.

The aisle stretches to the north, and back to the south. The shelves on either side of you block your view of the rest of the supermarket, with only the brightly colored aisle markers visible.

You have stopped your trolley next to the pasta section, bright plastic bags full of pale skin-tone shapes.

There is a brunette woman a few meters ahead, filling her trolley with sauces.